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Joe's Maiden Voyage
By Jennifer White
Joey was 18 years old, and just out of high school. He was too poor to attend
college, but not good enough of a student to get scholarships. He hadn't played
any sports, so he didn't have a chance for an athletic scholarship either.
As with most areas of the country these days, there were jobs to be found, but
they were low paying, doing things that he would rather not do. He was depressed
about the whole scene. His girlfriend had dumped him a month ago. He couldn't
afford to buy her stuff or take her out like she always wanted him to, which he
believed to be a major reason behind the breakup. He sighed, disgusted at his
prospects.
One day, while hanging out in the mall, he happened to come across a booth where
a pretty woman in a uniform was talking to some guys. They walked away, so he
went over to check her out. She looked pretty hot, and had cute hair all done up
under her hat. He decided that he dug chicks in uniform. Of course, he'd dig them
more once he got them home, and got them out of their uniforms too!
"Hi there." she said in a friendly voice. "My name is Ellen."
"Hey yourself." he replied, his voice cracking a bit. "I'm Joey, but my buds all
call me Joe."
"Nice to meet you Joe. I'm a recruiter for the United States Navy. Do you have a
few minutes to talk?"
Joey decided that he'd hang out to hear whatever spiel this chick had to lay on
him, then he'd take off. It was cool to talk to a hot mama like her, and who
knows, perhaps they had some free stuff they gave away. Recruiters did that,
didn't they?
"Sure, I'll talk," he said. "What's up?"
Ellen went on to explain that if someone joins the US Armed Services, not only do
they get to learn new skills, but they get to travel the world. Then, upon
graduation, the government gives them money for school. It sounded like a sweet
deal. It would solve most of his problems, in one fell swoop! He always had liked
movies about submarines, so he requested to be placed on one. Ellen even told him
that more and more women were joining these days too. Cool! Chicks! He signed the
paper.
***
Ellen had failed to tell Joey what kind of hell they put you through at first
when you enlist. Training was terrible for him. Hard, physical, demanding. Tight
schedules, up *way* too early... he hated every moment of it. But once he got
past that, it became a lot better. He got trained on computers, and specific
skills for his beloved submarines.
Finally, it was time for his assignment. He was assigned to a brand new sub, on
its maiden voyage. The orders said something about an experimental crew, which he
didn't understand about. He was just excited.
He reported for duty, and met with his CO. It turned out to be a chick! She was
pretty like Ellen had been, and looked really hot in her little uniform. This was
going to be awesome. Her name was Captain Donna Bryant.
But for some reason, she was really grumpy. Must be that time of the month. She
treated him badly, and grumbled about stupid bureaucratic screw-ups. He gave his
duffle bag to the porter to take below. Another woman led him below, and gave him
the basic tour. She also was grumpy, and griped under her breath. What was with
these chicks? But she also had the cute uniform, with the skirt and the cute
little hat.
When all was done, he was shown to his bunk, and told to change into his dress
uniform for the event. The maiden voyage. He opened his duffle bag, but was upset
to find out that the stupid porters screwed up. They gave him some chick's bag
instead! All of the uniforms were like the ones the chicks were wearing! What
idiots.
"Did anyone get my bag?" he asked.
Only then, did he notice something: everyone else in the crew quarters were
female. He was the only man in sight. What was the deal?
"No, I've got my bag." said one of the women.
"Me too."
"Same here."
Nobody had his bag. What was he going to do? If he wore his own clothes, he'd be
out of uniform, and start out the voyage in the brig for disobeying orders. Or he
could dress up like a chick. He was frantic, but he was running out of time. He
was forced to put on the women's clothes. The strange thing was that they were
just his size. The skirt wasn't tight on him, or anything. It was so strange! He
hoped he'd find the woman who had *his* stuff. This sucked.
The entire crew (other than him) turned out to be women. They all giggled as he
passed, dressed up like them. He blushed so much that it looked like he had more
makeup on than the girls did. It was the worst moment of his life.
***
As soon as the sub pulled out of the harbor and dove to 30 meters, he went to his
commander to complain about the situation.
"Listen, I'm only going to tell you once!" she barked at him. "This is a new
vessel with an experimental crew. We were supposed to be an all woman crew, so we
could prove that a female crew is more efficient than a male crew. You're going
to ruin it for us now. We don't want you here. You're not going to get any favors
from me, or anyone. Got it... boy?"
He was stunned. How could they treat him like he was scum? This just wasn't fair.
Nobody was going to help him, and they were going to be out to sea for six
months. He had no choice but to wear women's clothes. This was going to be hell.
And things just got worse: the laundry 'lost' his boxers, so he was forced to
wear women's panties now. He refused to put on the bras in his bag, but it was a
choice of wearing panties or going without underwear. Neither option was
appealing, but he had to wear something.
Even the enlisted girls treated him with the same disdain. It was as if they all
got together before he got on board, and they all made a deal to treat him like a
leper. He got through day by day, but felt desperately lonely.
Of the entire crew, there was only one girl who treated him half way decent. Of
course, that included taunting and teasing him constantly, but at least she
talked to him. Her name was Hana. She inhabited the bunk above his. Every time
she saw him, she'd tell him things like "Nice skirt babe. Really shows off your
legs!" or "What's a nice girl like you doing in a place like this?"
One day, Joey found himself relatively alone with Hana, so he ventured a chance
to talk to her.
"Hana, look. I'm stuck on this stupid boat with all you women for months and
months. We can't go on like this. What have I done wrong? What did I do to harm
you?"
"You're male."
"So? What's that got to do with it?"
"It's got everything to do with it! Since the dawn of recorded time, men have
tried to hold women down, and keep us 'in our place'. Even with all the recent
gains we've made, it wasn't that long ago that we couldn't even vote! We aren't
treated the same in the world. And here is our chance to prove that we can even
do things better than men. Now you're going to screw it up!"
"I just want to do my job." protested Joey.
"That's not good enough. You're a man, and that ruins everything for us. Most of
the girls would dump you off in the bilge if they had a choice. You're not very
popular here, and you're going to get me in trouble just for talking to you."
***
That night, Joey had another whispered conversation with Hana, in their bunks.
"Hana, what can I do? I can't take this treatment much longer. What can I do?"
"Well, I thought about it some today. First of all, most of the girls on the boat
think that you're trying to get them in bed. They think that you're a wolf among
sheep, and it's only a matter of time before you try to make the moves on each of
them. The first thing you're going to need to do is to make them think that's not
true."
"How can I do that? What? I'd do anything!" whispered Joey, in a hiss.
"Why don't you try to make them think that your more like them, instead of being
so different."
"What do you mean?" he asked.
"Well, for example, you could shave your legs like we do. Start to wear makeup
like we do. Wear your bra under your uniform. And put something in the cups to
fill it out."
"What!!!"
"Make them think that *you* think you're a girl. Tell them that you're here
because you want to be just like them."
"And that will make them accept me? They'll think I'm a fruit!"
"Okay, just keep doing what you're doing now. I'm sure *that* will work."
"No! Alright, I'll give it a shot. Please help me?"
"I'll see what I can do. Now get some shuteye. We have to be up early!"
Joey had a hard time falling asleep. Could he really do what she asked? He tossed
and turned all night...
***
In the morning, Joey got up as usual, and took his shower. He had to wait for the
girls to finish, because he wasn't allowed in there with them when they were
naked. He brought his razor with him, and shaved his legs while he showered. He
also did his armpits and chest for good measure.
When he emerged, he felt so conspicuous, with his long smooth legs. He felt like
he stood out like a sore thumb, but nobody seemed to pay him any mind. He put on
his skirt, just like any other day. But this time, he also put on one of the
bras, which was in his duffle bag. It had sat there since they set out to sea,
but now he found it covering his flat chest. He used towels to fill out the large
cups (they had issued him a 38-C). His shirt was a little tighter now going on
over the lumps on his chest. He felt so weird! He was such a freak! They were
going to laugh at him.
He walked over to the sink to brush his teeth. He blushed, but none of the other
girls seemed to even notice him, as usual. Hana however smiled, looking him up
and down. He felt so uncomfortable, as she undressed him with her eyes.
"Looking good babe. I see you're made some changes."
"Just like you told me." he said. "Can you help me with the makeup? I don't know
how to do all that."
She giggled, and led him over to the mirror. She showed him how to put on a light
coat of makeup, and it really improved the appearance of his skin. He had never
felt pretty before. It made him really tingle all over, especially between his
legs. He was *pretty*.
During the day, for the first time, several of the women actually talked to him,
or said 'hi' as they passed in the halls! It was the first time he didn't feel
like a total outcast. Hana had been right, it really did help.
He floated through the day, which went much faster and easier than any other day
he had experienced on board.
***
That night, he had another whispered conversation with Hana.
"You did great, babe!" she said.
"Thanks for your help. It went so much better today! I can't believe that some of
the girls actually talked to me today. I didn't feel like a leper for the first
time."
"See, I told you. You should listen to women's advice more often."
"Well, what other advice to you have for me now?"
"Just keep up the good work. Try things like going up to a woman, telling her
that you wish you were like her, and see what help she has to offer. Once word
spreads that you want to be like us, you'll do better and better."
"Thanks Hana, you're a true friend." he said, and he really meant it.
Hana also gave him a jar of cream, and told him to put it on his face each night.
She said it would help make his skin smooth, and prevent wrinkles.
***
That morning, he decided to try her latest bit of advice. There was a brunette
who he had been smitten by named Bridget. Like all the others, she had totally
ignored him, and acted like he didn't exist. He walked up to her boldly, and
talked.
"Hi Bridget" he said.
"Hello." she said, somewhat coolly.
Last time he tried to talk to her, she turned her back on him, and walked away.
So this was quite a bit better already.
"Listen, I need to ask you something. I've noticed that you have just the nicest
nails of any girl on the ship. I want to be like you. Can you teach me how you do
it?"
She was somewhat taken aback and flattered by the remark. She agreed to meet with
him that night, and show him some of the basic techniques.
"Thank you so much! I'm grateful already!" he said.
He couldn't wait to get through the day, so he could spend an evening with
Bridget. She was very patient with him, and showed him how to care for his nails.
She even gave him an emery file, and half a bottle of nail polish, in a color she
didn't like anymore. She did half of his nails, and had him try the rest on his
own. He wasn't very good at it, but she insisted that with practice, he would get
better.
"Why don't you come back in say... three days, so we can see how they're doing,
and I can teach you how to touch them up."
He was just so happy with the latest turn of events. But he was having one
problem; the towels inside his bra were beginning to bother him. They rubbed a
little as they moved during the day, causing some soreness and redness. He asked
Hana about this, and she promised to come up with something.
He went through many other similar experiences with other women, telling them
that he wished that he was like them, while they taught him how to pluck his
eyebrows, do his hair, wear makeup, how to walk, and even how to talk. With each
little step, he looked and acted more and more like a woman. And the more he did,
the more accepted he became.
One day, Captain Bryant called him into her tiny office. On a sub, even the
captain's office is small. She asked him to sit down, and offered him a cup of
coffee or tea. He chose the tea.
"I see you have been undergoing some changes." she said flatly.
"Yes." he replied, "I am trying to be more like you. I *want* to be like you. I
have been trying my best"
"I can tell. You have done very well. I see that the crew is accepting you more
now."
"Yes! It feels so much better to be able to have friends, instead of being an
outcast."
"Well, I've been thinking about it, and I wanted to do something to help you."
"What's that?" he asked, excitedly.
"I have decided that we are going to change your official name of record, to help
you in your quest for acceptance. The name 'Joey' just doesn't fit the image you
are trying to achieve. I am going to sign papers granting you the new name of
'Julia'. From now on, you are going to be known as 'Julia'."
"I am Julia." he said somewhat weakly. "I am Julia!" he said louder, with
confidence.
Captain Bryant took off his current nametag, and replaced it with a new one, with
'Julia' emblazoned upon it.
***
From that moment on, Joey was no more. He was now known as Julia.
"Hi, Julia!" said the girls passing in the hall. He was now almost universally
accepted. And he was in for even better news when he got back to his bunk. Hana
was there with a pair of breasts for him!
She was holding two silicon breast forms, shaped like breasts, complete with
nipples. They were large, flesh colored, with just the right shape.
"I found one woman who is a breast cancer survivor. She had a spare set, so I
traded with her for them."
"Wow, they're awesome! They look so real!"
"Try them on." she said.
He eagerly took his top off, undid his bra, took out the towels, and replaced
them with the breast forms. They looked *so* much better, and felt very
comfortable. So much more realistic. With the top back on, if you didn't know
better, you would think that Julia actually had breasts. Julia had been putting
Hana's face cream on her chest, trying to help sooth the soreness. So her smooth
skin felt awesome touching the gentle skin of the breast forms.
"You look proud of them." said Hana.
"I am. Now I'm even more like you. That is something to be proud of!"
There was much hugging between Julia, and the other girls. They were like sisters
now.
***
Julia was so thrilled to be so accepted by the women. She began to develop close
relationships with several of the girls. There was the usual jealous catfights,
or little spats which girls have. But it was *so* different from the way men
acted in a group. Julia had to admit that it was much better the way women
related, and worked together for a common goal.
In fact, Julia began to identify so strongly with the women, that when they
finally had a weekend's shore leave, she went out as a woman. She wore her
uniform proudly, then went shopping with Hana and Bridget, to buy some sexy
clothes and shoes for when they went out dancing. She also bought makeup, sexy
underclothes, jewelry (she got her ears pierced), and hair care products.
Once back on the boat, she was now fully accepted. If Julia had gone back to her
former male persona, the women of the crew would have known that her
transformation was a lie. But in fact, she was every bit a woman while on her own
time. Everyone on the ship now knew that Julia's past as a male was fading fast.
She was far more female than male now.
***
It was now seven months into Julia's assignment on the ship. She fell into the
routine of day to day work, doing her assignments, working hard. Time slipped by,
and the newness of her femininity wore off. She was so used to wearing a bra now,
that she would have felt naked without one. Feminine mannerisms in movement and
speech were ingrained in her mind, to the point of becoming automatic. Without
thinking, she always did the feminine thing.
So one day, after hitting the shower, she was a bit shocked when she looked in
the mirror. She could swear that she had somewhat of a curve to her hip. Had it
always been like that? She couldn't remember. And then there was her chest. It
had seemed like a long time since she had shaved her chest, yet it remained
smooth. And it almost seemed like there was a little bit of swelling.
"Hana, come look at this!" she said. Hana sauntered over.
"Look at this. I don't remember having curves. Does my chest look bigger to you?"
"Why Julia, you silly thing!" she said. "You're so excited about being female
inside, that you're imaging your outside changing too. Perhaps you're just
willing it to happen."
They both laughed. But it had set Julia to thinking when she went to bed that
night. She used to feel horny in a 'male' way all the time, but she couldn't
remember the last time she had even been aroused. She hadn't masturbated in
months... but didn't feel pent up at all.
Before she accepted her inner femininity, she used to be so turned on by seeing
all the women around her. But now, she had no sexual feelings towards them. It
must be that she was around them so much, that it had become so normal to see
them, and it must have diminished her excitement. But it was strange either way.
She decided it must be her imagination, and thought nothing more of it.
***
Two months later, Julia had another experience, which shocked her again. One
morning when she went to get dressed, her clothes just didn't seem to fit her
anymore. She checked her weight, but she was about the same. Yet, her top was way
to tight, and her bra felt uncomfortable. And her skirt: it was way too loose in
the waist, yet it fit alright in the hips. It was like she was slimmed down in
the waist, yet gained in the bust. She took off all her clothes, and looked in
the mirror.
This time there was no denying it: she had curves! This made her smile, but also
made her shudder. How could she have curves? And it was also plain to see: her
breasts were beginning to grow. She was gaining the female body she wanted! But
how could it be true?
Julia decided to book a session with the ships doctor. She went in, and sat down
for a checkup.
"What seems to be the matter?" asked the doctor.
Julia tried to explain, so the doctor told her to take off all her clothes. She
did so, and stood ashamed, looking at the ugly thing between her legs. It made
her feel so upset, because none of the other girls looked like that. What an
awful thing to have!
The doctor poked, prodded, took blood samples, as well as other tests.
"I'll need to run some of the blood work, but I think I can see the problem. You
have a hormonal imbalance. I'll start you on a script today, then come back in a
week."
Julia started to take three pills each day, as prescribed, hoping it would help
her, whatever the problem turned out to be. She could hardly wait until she
returned the next week.
"Just as I suspected, you have a hormonal problem." said the doctor.
"What do you mean?" replied Julia.
"Well, to start with, when you were younger, your body produced an abnormal
balance of hormones. You had primarily testosterone in your system. Now your
estrogen levels are up to where they should be, but your exposure to the abnormal
hormones caused the growths you see between your legs."
"That's awful doctor!" said Julia. "What can be done?"
"I recommend surgery. Just like with cancer, or a skin mole, it is better to
remove something like this immediately, before it causes any other trouble. What
do you think?"
"Oh, I agree. I hate having that thing growing on me. It makes my outfits look
bad, and I can't wear a bikini like the other girls when we go swimming. Please,
can we do something about this?"
She was scheduled for an operation in two days to remove the growth. She had to
go on a strict diet for the first day, then fast for 20 hours before the
procedure. The time dragged on, and it couldn't arrive soon enough for Julia.
***
It was two months later, when Julia underwent her last operation that she was
finally complete. She was a woman inside and out now. In fact, she was ultra-
feminine, and shied away from anything even remotely male. In fact, when a man
had to come onboard in order to fix a maintenance problem when meeting up with
the supply ship, she was at the forefront of the man bashing, along with any of
the other women.
The tour of duty was coming to an end, and Julia was planning on going back to
Oregon with Hana for their time off. She couldn't wait to meet Hana's boyfriend
(who she had heard so much about), and his brother, who was supposed to be cute.
She looked forward to double dating with Hana. It was going to be awesome. She
would go buy some hot outfits for when she went out dancing, and some new bras,
since her breasts were now getting too large for her old ones. She waved to
Bridget, and smiled as she pulled her hair up, put on her cute little hat, and
got ready to face another exciting day...
Epilogue:
Captain Bryant called Hana into her office, just before the boat pulled into the
harbor for the end of the voyage.
"Hana, I want to commend you on the job you did. I wasn't sure if we could tackle
it, but you did a superb job. I am going to recommend you for the promotion
list."
"Thank you Captain!" she said.
"Now tell me, what was the hardest part? Getting him to wear the bra, or getting
him to start using the estrogen cream?"
"Well, once I convinced him that he wouldn't be an outcast anymore if he wore his
bra and stuffed the towels in, it became easy to trick him into using the cream.
And I spiked his drinks with the estrogen, just like you asked. He never did
realize that we were pumping him so full of female hormones! He was swimming in
them from day one!"
"Yes, and we supplemented his vitamins as well. He never realized that is daily
"folic acid supplement" was really a birth control pill."
"I loved how it worked out that he came to *us* because he wanted to belong. It's
like we didn't do it to him, he did it to himself. Inside, he *wanted* to become
a woman. It must have been a real sense of wanting to belong to the group."
"That and the subliminal messages we pumped into him when he was hooked up to his
computer"
"Really, I never knew about that. What did they say?"
"Oh, they told him that he really wanted to be female, he should have been born a
girl, that he needed to have real breasts, and so on. Once he started to change,
new messages kept him from noticing any difference until it had progressed pretty
far. That triggered him to really want to become female. With all his soul, he
wanted to be a girl more than anything."
"Wow, he never told me that he had been programmed like that!"
"No, he never knew what hit him. By the way, you two seem to have hit it off
now."
"Oh yes. She's like a sister to me now. I never would have believed it. She looks
up to me so much, for having shown her the way to femininity. And she really is a
friend. I felt guilty about what I did, until I realized that Julia is really a
different person from 'Joey', who showed up at first. I may have tricked 'Joey',
but I was always a true friend to Julia".
"Yes my dear, you were. Now you girls go run off and have a good time. I'll see
you when you get back."
"Aye Captain."
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